You beat me every time you blinkIf only I didn't have time to thinkThink about you cracking a smileThink about you all the while

One day the wind will come upAnd you'll come up empty againAnd who'll be laughing then?You'll come up empty againThere's no reason, no explanationSo play the violins

On the ricochet, it's going to hit youIt's always funny until someone gets hurtOn the ricochet, it's going to hit youIt's always funny until someone gets hurtYou can laugh at me when it misses youAnd you can laugh at me when it misses youYou can laugh at me when it misses you